“The children called her Grandma Pretzie. On one arm she carried a big basket of fresh pretzels, and on the other arm a little stool. She sat on the stool and sold the pretzels for a penny apiece. They were big, thick pretzels, golden-brown, and sprinkled with coarse salt. The children loved the pretzels and they loved Grandma Pretzie. She was very, very old. Betsy thought that she must be a hundred years old, but she really wasn't quite as old as that. She was very poor and she lived in a tiny ...wooden house near the school. Her face was wrinkled like a dried-up apple. She always wore a little black bonnet that tied under her chin with black ribbons. On very cold days she would pull her woolen shawl up over her head. Grandma Pretzie knew the most wonderful fairy stories and the children would gather 'round her at recess and shout, "Tell us a story, Pretzie, tell us a story." Pretzie would always say, "Go 'long with you, I don't know any stories today. I have to sell my pretzels." But the children would coax and tease until at last the old lady would begin—"Once upon a time," and she would tell them a story.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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